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RNGER  FLAYS 

FOR  NURSERY  AND  KINDERGARTEN 


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Cornelia  C.Roeske 

IIlu3trations3j  L.J.Dridgman 
LoTMROP.  Lee  and    Smepard  Co. 


FINGER    PLAYS. 

TRADE-MARK 

Registered  in  U.  S.  Patent  Office, 


Copyright,  1893, 

BY 

D.  LoTHROP  Company. 
Copyright,  192 i,  by  Emilie  Poulsson. 


All  rights  reserved. 


One  Hundred  and  Thirty-Three  Thousand  Printed 


frinted  by  Berwick  &  Smith,  Norwood  Press,  Norwood,  Mass.,  U.3.A. 


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PREFACE. 

"  What  the  child  imitates,"  says  Froebel,  "  he  begins  to  understand.  Let  him 
represent  the  flying  of  birds  and  he  enters  partially  into  the  life  of  birds.  Let  him 
imitate  the  rapid  motion  of  fishes  in  the  water  and  his  sympathy  with  fishes  is 
quickened.  Let  him  reproduce  the  activities  of  farmer,  miller  and  baker,  and  his 
eyes  open  to  the  meaning  of  their  work.  In  one  word  let  him  reflect  in  his  play  the 
varied  aspects  of  life  and  his  thought  will  begin  to  grapple  with  their  significance." 

In  all  times  and  among  all  nations,  finger-plays  have  been  a  delight  of  childhood 

Countless  babies  have  laughed  and  crowed  over  "  Pat-a-cake ''  and  other  performances 

of  the  soft  little  hands ;  while  children  of  whatever  age  never  fail  to  find  amusement 

in  playing 

"  Here  is  the  church, 

And  here's  the  steeple, 
Open  the  doors, 

And  here  are  the  people  I  ^ 

and  others  as  well  known. 

Yet  it  is  not  solely  upon  the  pleasure  derived  from  them,  that  finger-plav's  depend 
for  their  raison  d'etre.  By  their  judicious  and  early  use,  the  development  of  strength 
and  flexibility  in  the  tiny  lax  fingers  may  be  assisted,  and  dormant  thought  may  re- 
ceive its  first  awakening  call  through  the  motions  which  interpret  as  well  as  illustrate 
the  phase  of  life  or  activity  presented  by  the  words. 

The  eighteen  finger-plays  contained  in  this  book  have  already,  through  publica^ 
tion  in  Babyland,  been  introduced  to  their  especial  public,  and  have  been  much  used 
in  homes,  though  perhaps  more  in  kindergartens.  It  will  readily  be  seen  that  while 
some  of  the  plays  are  for  the  babies  in  the  nursery,  others  are  more  suitable  for  older 
children. 

A  baby-friend,  ten  months  old,  plays  "  All  for  Baby  "  throughout,  pounding  and 
clapping  gleefully  with  all  his  might  —  while  children  seven  or  eight  years  of  age 
play  and  sing  "  The  Caterpillar,"  "  How  the  Corn  Grew  "  and  others  with  very  evident 
enjoyment. 

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6  PREFACE. 

With  a  little  study  of  the  charming  and  expressive  pictures  wiih  which  the  artist, 
Mr.  L.  J.  Bridgman,  has  so  sympathetically  illustrated  the  rhymes,  mothers  and  kinder- 
gartners  have  easily  understood  what  motions  were  intended.  To  elucidate  i>tiil 
farther,  however,  the  playing  of  "  The  Merry  Little  Men  "  may  be  thus  described : 

During  the  singing  of  the  first  verse,  the  children  look  about  in  every  direction 
for  the  "little  men,"  but  keep  the  hands  hidden  At  the  beginning  of  the  second 
verse,  raise  both  hands  to  full  view  with  fingers  outspread  and  quiet.  At  the  words, 
'*  The  first  to  come,"  etc.,  let  the  thumbs  be  shown  alone,  then  the  others  as  named 
in  turn,  till  all  are  again  outspread  as  at  the  beginning  of  the  second  verse.  In  the 
last  verse  the  arms  are  moved  from  side  to  side,  hands  being  raised  and  fingers 
fluttering  nimbly  all  the  time.  When  displaying  the  "  busy  Httle  men,"  raise  the 
hands  as  high  as  possible. 

The  music,  composed  by  Miss  Cornelia  C.  Roeske,  will  be  fouiid  melodious  and 
attractive  and  especially  suited  to  the  voices  and  abilities  of  the  very  young  children 
tor  whom  it  is  chiefly  intended. 

The  harmonic  arrangement  is  also  purposely  simple  in  consideration  of  the  many 
mothers  and  kindergartners  who  cannot  devote  time  to  preparatory  practice. 

Emilie  Poulssoh. 
Boston,  1889. 


CONTENTS. 


I.  The  Little  Men 9 

II.  The  Lambs 14 

III.  The  Hen  and  Chickens 17 

IV,  The  Little  Plant 21 

V.  The  Pigs       , 25 

VI.  A  Little  Boy's  Walk 29 

VII.  The  Caterpillar , 33 

VIII.  All  for  Baby 37 

IX.  The  Mice , 41 

X.  The  Squirrel 45 

XI.  The  Sparrows 49 

XII.  The  Counting  Lesson 53 

XIII.  Mrs.   Pussy's  Dinner »     .     .     .  57 

XIV.  How  the  Corn  Grew 61 

XV.  The  Mill 65 

XVI.  Making  Bread 69 

XVII.  Making  Butter 73 

XVIII.  Santa  Glaus 77 


DEDICATED 

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LITTLE    CHILDREN 

At  Home  and  in  Kindergarten 
BV  THEIR  FRIEND, 

EMILIE  POULSSON 


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Oh !   where   are   the  merry,    merry    Little  Men 

To   join   us   in   our   play  ? 
And    where   are   the  busy,    busy  Little  Men 

To  help   us   work   to-day  ? 


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The    first    to   come 

Is    Master    Thumb; 
Then    Pointer,  strong  and    steady; 


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Then  Tall   Man  high; 

And  just  close  by 
The  Feeble   Man  doth  linger; 

And    last    of   all, 

So  fair  and  small, 
The  baby  —  Littfe    Finger. 


Yes!    here   are   the   merry,  merry    Little    Men   ^^^ 

To   join    us    in    our   play; 
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Ten    little  frolicsome   lambs   are  at   play. 


This    is    the    lambkins*  own    big  water-trough ; 
Drink,    little    lambkins,    and    then    scamper   off! 


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This  is   the   rack   where    in   winter   they   feed; 
Hay   makes   a  very  good    dinner   indeed 


These  are  the   big   shears  to   shear  the  old  sheep 
p  Dear   little   lambkins   their  soft   wool    may   keep. 


Here,    with    its   big   double   doors  shut    so   tight, 
This    is   the  barn    where    they   all    sleep  at    night 


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THE   LAMBS. 


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Waiting,   waiting,    day    after   day. 


^^e*^^"^^  Hark!  there's  a  sound    she    knows  very  well 


5HEt^  Some    little   chickens   are   breaking   the   shell, 
Pecking,   pecking,   pecking   away. 


Now  they're  all  out,  Oh,  see  what  a  crowd! 
Good  Mother    Hen  is  happy  and  proud, 
Cluck-cluck,    cluck-cluck,    clucking    away. 


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Into   the   coop   the  mother  must   go; 
But    all   the    chickens    run    to    and    fro, 
Peep-peep,    peep-peep,   peeping   away. 


Here    is  some   corn    in    my   little    dish ; 
^  Eat,    Mother    Hen,    eat   all   that   you  wish. 
Picking,  picking,  picking  away. 


Happy   well    be   to   see  you   again, 
Dear  little  chicks  and  good  Mother  Hen! 
Now  good-by,   good-by    for  to-day. 


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While  all  the  chickens  run  to  and  fro. 
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6  Here  is  some  corn  in  my  little  dish ; 
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6  Happy  we'll  be  to  see  you  again, 
Dear  little  chicks  and  good  Mother  Hen ! 
Now  good-bye,  good-bye  for  to-day. 


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Hungry    pigs    as    pigs    could    be, 
For    their    dinner    had    to    wait 
Down    behind    the    barnyard    gate. 


Piggie    Wig    and    Piggie    Wee 
CHmbed    the    barnyard    gate   to    see, 
Peeping   through    the   gate    so    high, 
But    no    dinner   could    they    spy. 


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Piggie    Wig   and    Piggie    Wee 
Got    down    sad    as   pigs    could    be; 
But    the   gate    soon    opened    wide 
And    they   scampered    forth    outside. 


Piggie    Wig    and    Piggie    Wee, 
What    was    their    dehght    to    see 
Dinner    ready  not    far    off  — 
Such    a    full    and    tempting   trough ! 


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Greedy    pigs    as    pigs    could    be, 
For    their   dinner   ran    pell-mell; 
In   the   trough    both   piggies   fell 


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THE   PIGS. 


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Climbed  the  barn.yard  gate  to  see, 
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Got  down  sad  as  pigs  could  be ; 
But  the  gate  soon  opened  wide 
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A   little   boy   went,  walking 
One   lovely   summer's    day : 

He    saw  a   little    rabbit 
That   quickly   ran    away ; 

He   saw    a   shining   river 
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The    bridge    above    the    water; 

And   when    he    stopped    to   rest, 
He    saw    among    the    bushes 

A    wee   ground-sparrow's    nest. 


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Above  the  tree-tops  fly, 
He  saw  the  clouds  a-saihng 
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He    saw    the    insects    playing; 

The    flowers   that    summer    brings; 
He   said,    ^'I'll    go    tell    mamma! 

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Found    his    furry   coat    too    tight, 
Then  a  snug   cocoon    he  made    him 
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Soon   the   free   and    happy   creature 
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38 


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vni.   All  for  Baby. 


FINGER-PLAYS 


39 


40 


ALL  FOR  BABY. 


Emilik  PoULSgOlf. 


Cornelia  C.  Roeskk. 


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Clapping,  clapping  sol 
Here  are  Baby's  soldiers, 
Standing  in  a  row  ! 


8  Here  *8  the  Baby's  trumpet, 
Toot-too-toot !  too- too! 
Here 's  the  way  that  Baby 
Plays  at  «Peep-a-bool** 


4  Here's  a  big  umbrella  — 
Keeps  the  Baby  dry! 
Here's  the  Baby's  cradle — 
Rock-a-baby  by  1 


42 


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Five   little   mice   on    tlie   pantry   floor, 

Seeking   for   bread-crumbs   or   something   more; 


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43 


Quickly    she   jumps!  —  but    the    mice    run    away, 
And    hide   in    their   snug    Httle    holes    all    day. 

"Feasting    in   pantries    may    be   very    nice; 

But  home  is    the    best!"    say  the    five  little  mice. 


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Emilik  Poulsson. 


FIVE  LITTLE  MICE. 


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"  Little    squirrel,    living    there 
In    the  hollow   tree, 
IVe    a   pretty    cage    for   you ; 
Come   and    live    with    me! 


"You    may   turn    the    little   wheel 
That   will    be   great    fun! 
Slowly    round,    or   very    fast 
If  you    faster   run. 


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47 


**  Little  squirrel,   I   will  bring 
In    my    basket  here 
Every   day   a    feast    of    nuts ! 
Come,    then,    squirrel    dear." 

But    the    little  squirrel    said 
From    his   hollow   tree: 
**Oh!    no,  no!    Fd    rather    far 
Live   here   and    be   free!'* 


So    my   cage    is   empty   yet, 
And    the   wheel    is    still ; 
But    my   little   basket   here 
Oft   with   nuts    I    fill. 


If  you  like,  Fll    crack  the  nuts, 
Some    for   you    and    me, 
For   the    squirrel    has    enough 
In    his    hollow    tree. 


48 


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Emilib  PoCXfiSOW. 


THE  SQUIRREL. 


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COENBLIA  C.    RoESKii. 


1.  "Lit-tle  Squirrel,  liv-ing  there    In  the    hol-low 

2.  "Lit-tle  Squirrel,  I      will  bring    In  my    bas-ket 
8.     So  my  cage  is   emp  -  ty  yet    And  the  wheel  is 


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"Oh  I  no,  nol  I'd  rath-er  far  Live  here  and  be  free." 
For  the  squir-rel    has    enough    In    his  hol-low    tree. 


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"Here    is    some    water, 
Sparkling    and    clear ; 
Come,    little    sparrows, 
Drink    without    fear. 


"If   you    are    tired, 
Here    is    a    nest; 
Wouldn't    you    like    to 
Come   here    to    rest?'* 


All    the    brown    sparrows 
Flutter   away, 
Chirping    and    singing, 
"  We   cannot    stay ; 

"For    in    the    tree-tops, 
*Mong    the    gray    boughs, 
There   is    the    sparrows' 
Snug    little    house." 


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THE  SPARROWS. 


C.   C.   ROESKB. 


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2.  "Here  is    some    wa    -    ter,  Spark-ling  and  clear ; 

3.  All  the  brown  spar    -    rows  Flut  -  ter     a  -  way, 


Up    in    the      tree  -  tops. 

Come,  lit  -  tie     spar  -  rows, 

Chirp-ing  and  sing  -  ing, 


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Drink  with-out    fear. 
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Come  to      my     window, Dear    spar   -   rows,  come  I 

If   you    are     tired,  Here    is       a    nest; 

For    in     the    tree    -  tops,'Mong  the  gray  boughs, 


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Wouldn't  you    like       to  Come  here  and  rest  ?  " 

There  is  the     spar  -  rows'Snuglit-tle  house.'* 


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54 


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XII.   The  Counting  Lcsson, 


ffJTMlilllllllllllMIMMI.illlllliilillll 


{^Right  hand,^ 
Here   is   the    beehive.     Where   are   the   bees? 
Hidden    away   where    nobody    sees. 
Soon    they   come   creeping   out   of   the   hive  — 
One!  —  two!  —  three!   four!   five! 


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55 


{^Left  hand.) 
Once    I    saw    an    ant-hi 

With    no    ants    about ; 
So    I    said,    "Dear    little    ants, 

Won't   you    please    come    out?" 
Then    as    if    the    little    ants 

Had    heard    my    call —  ^W^^ 

One  !  two  !  three  !  four  !  Jive  came  out !  ^^mum 

All  111  «    ^  VW 

And    that   was   all  I  ''^^' 


Ant-hill 


56 


THE  COUNTING  LESSON, 


Emtltb  Poulsson. 
1st  Verse. 


C  C.  R0E8KB. 


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Soon  they  come  creep -ing   out  of  the    hive 


One!  — 


two ! 


three !  four !  five ! 


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XIU .   Mrs.  Pussy's  Dinner 


58 


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XIII.   Mrs.  PussY'5  Dinner,  p^/:^ 


7;.  '  n  •  k  '• 


I   Mrs.    Pussy,    sleek   and    fat, 
With    her    kittens    four, 

j  Went  to  sleep  upon   the    mat 
By   the    kitchen  door. 


MflS.PuS5Y     ^-^Yo^^^ 


Mrs.  Pussy  heard  a  noise  — 
Up    she   jumped    in    glee: 

"  Kittens,  maybe  that's  a  mouse! 
Let   us   go    and    see !  '* 


Creeping,  creeping,  creeping  on, 

Silently    they    stole; 
But  the  little  mouse  had  gone 

Back    within    its    hole. 


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59 


"Well,"  said  Mrs.   Pussy  then,      .^ 


'  To    the    barn    we'll    go ; 
We  shall   find   the  swallow  there 
Flying    to    and    fro." 


So    the    cat    and   kittens   four 
Tried    their   very    best; 

But  the  swallows  flying  fast 
Safely    reached    the    nest! 


Nest 


Home  went  hungry  Mrs.  Puss 
And  her  kittens  four; 

Found  their  dinner  on  a  plate 
By  the  kitchen  door. 

Mrs.  Puss  said,  "  Meow!  To  chase 

Birds  and  mice  is  fun; 
But  I'm  glad  that  dinner-plates 

Cannot  fly  or  run  !  " 


60 


MRS.  PUSSY'S  DINNER. 


BKILIfi  FOUL88ON 


G.  C.  RoxsRa. 


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Up  she  jumped  in  glee : 
*  Kittens,  maybe  that's  a  mouse  I 
Let  us  go  and  seel " 

3  Creeping,  creeping,  creeping  on. 

Silently  they  stole; 
But  the  little  mouse  had  gone 
Back  within  its  hole. 


6  So  the  cat  and  kittens  four 
Tried  their  very  best; 
But  the  swallows  flying  fast 
Safely  reached  the  nest  I 

6  Home  went  hungry  Mrs,  Puss 
And  her  kittens  four; 
Found  their  dinner  on  a  plate 
By  the  kitchen  door. 


4  "Well,"  said  Mrs.  Pussy  then, 
"To  the  bam  we'll  go; 
We  shall  find  the  swallows  there 
Flying  to  and  fro. " 


T  Mrs.  Puss  said,  "  Meow !    To  chase 
Birds  and  mice  is  fun ; 
But  I'm  glad  that  dinner-plates 
Cannot  fly  or  run  !  " 


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XIV.  How  The  Corn  Grew 


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There  was  a  field  that  waiting  lay, 
All  hard  and   brown  and  bare; 

There  was  a  thrifty  farmer  came 
And    fenced    it    in    with    care. 


THE 

HARROW 


HE    PLOW 


Then  came  a  plowman  with  his    plow; 

From    early    until    late, 
Across    the   field    and    back    again, 

He    plowed    the    furrows    straight. 

The  harrow  then  was  brought  to  make 
The    ground    more    soft    and    loose; 

And    soon    the    farmer    said    with    joy, 
"My    field    is    fit    for   use." 


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63 


For    many    days    the    farmer    then 
Was    working    with    his    hoe; 

And  Httle  Johnny  brought  the  corn 
And    dropped    the    kernels  —  so! 

And    there    they   lay,    until    awaked 
By    tapping    rains    that    fell, 

Then  pushed  their  green  plumes  up 
to   greet 
The   sun    they   loved   so    well. 


THE    GUN 

(^^f  tl.e  fingers) 


Then  flocks  and  flocks  of  hungry  crows 
Came    down    the    corn    to    taste; 

But  ba-ang !  —  went  the  farmer  s  gun 
And    off"   they    flew    in  haste. 

Then  grew  and  grew  the  corn,  until, 
When    autumn    days    had    come, 

With  sickles  keen  they  cut  it  down, 
And    sane   the    "Harvest    Home." 


64 


HOW  THE  CORN  GREW. 


Bbolib  Poulsson. 


COBNBLIA  C.  ROBSRB. 


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8  Then  came  a  ploughman  with  his  plough ; 
From  early  imtil  late, 
Across  the  field  and  back  again. 
He  ploughed  the  furrows  straight. 

3  The  harrow  then  was  brought  to  make 

The  ground  more  soft  and  loose ; 
And  soon  the  farmer  said  with  joy, 
"My  field  is  fit  for  use." 

4  For  many  days  the  farmer  then 

Was  working  with  his  hoe ; 
And  little  Johnny  brought  the  com 
And  dropped  the  kernels  —  so ! 


8  And  there  they  lay,  until  awaked 
By  tapping  rains  that  fell, 
Then  pushed  their  green  plumes  up  to  greet 
The  sun  they  loved  so  well. 

6  Then  flocks  and  flocks  of  hungry  crows 

Came  down  the  corn  to  taste ; 
But  ba-ang !  went  the  farmer's  gun. 
And  off  they  flew  in  haste. 

7  Then  grew  and  grew  the  com,  until. 

When  autumn  days  had  come, 

With  sickles  keen  they  cut  it  down* 

And  sang  the  '*  Harvest  Home.'* 


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^.,.,  ^^^^^X^^^JThe  Mill: 


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66 


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IP!!. 


iB[CL^1^Wff/r. 


L.  .  ''*^^% 


A   merry    little    river 

Went    singing    day    by    day, 
Until    it    reached    a    mill-dam 

That    stretched    across    its    way. 

And    there    it    spread    its   waters, 

A    quiet    pond,    to    wait 
Until    the    busy    miller 

Should    lift   the   water-gate. 

LIFT     THE     NA/ATER-GAT^Sj 

Then,  hurrying  through  the  gateway,    ,--^^^^^  ^^^^ 

The    dashing   waters    found 
A    mighty    millwheel    waiting. 

And    turned    it    swiftly    round. 


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67 


But    faster   turned    the    millstones 

Up    in   the    dusty    mill, 
And    quickly    did    the    miller 

With    corn    the    hopper    fill. 

And    faster   yet    and    faster 

The    heavy    stones    went  round, 

Until    the    golden    kernels 

To    golden    meal    were  ground. 


"  Now    fill    the    empty    hopper 
With   wkeaC   the    miller    said ; 

"We'll    grind    this    into    flour 
To  make  the  children's    bread." 


THE 
HOPPER 


And    still,    as    flowed    the   water, 
The    mighty    wheel    went    round; 

And  still,  as  turned    the    millstones, 
The  corn  and  grain  were  ground. 

And    busy   was    the    miller 

The    livelong   day,    until 
The   water-gate    he    fastened. 

And    silent   grew   the    mill. 


68 


THE   MILL. 


Emtlib  i-OUXSSON. 


GOBHTKLIA  C.    ROB0KB. 


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The  dashing  waters  found 
A  mighty  millwheel  waiting — 

And  turned  it  swiftly  round. 
But  faster  turned  the  millstone 

Up  in  the  dusty  mUl, 
And  quickly  did  the  miller 

With  com  the  hopper  fill. 

8  And  faster  yet  and  faster 

The  heavy  stones  went  round. 
Until  the  golden  kernels 
To  golden  meal  were  ground. 


"  Now,  fill  the  empty  hopper 
With  icheat,'"  the  miller  said ; 

"  We'll  grind  this  into  flour 
To  make  the  children's  bread." 

4  And  still,  as  flowed  the  water, 

The  mighty  wheel  went  round ; 
And  still,  as  turned  the  millstones, 

The  corn  and  grain  were  ground. 
And  busy  was  the  miller 

The  livelong  day,  until 
The  water  gate  he  fastened, 

And  silent  grew  the  mill. 


7° 


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71 


Then    in    the    pan    of    flour 
A    little    salt    she    threw; 
A  cup    of   yeast  she   added. 
And    poured    in    water,  too. 
To    mix    them    all    together 
She  stirred  with  busy  might, 
Then  covered  it  and    left  it 
Until    the    bread    was    light. 


More    flour    then    she    sifted 
And    kneaded    well    the   dough, 
And    in    the    waiting   oven 
The    loaves    of    bread    did    go. 
The  mother  watched  the  baking, 
And  turned  the  loaves,  each  one, 
Until   at    last,  rejoicing. 
She  said,   "  My    bread    is   done ! " 


72 


MAKING   BREAD. 


EhTLIB   P0UL88ON. 


C    C.    ROBSKB. 


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A  little  salt  she  threw ; 
A  cup  of  yeast  she  added, 

And  pourea  in  water,  too. 
To  mix  them  all  together 

She  stirred  with  busy  might> 
Then  covered  it  and  left  it 

Until  the  bread  was  light. 


3  More  flour  then  she  sifted 

And  kneaded  well  the  dougii, 
And  in  the  waiting  oven 

The  loaves  of  bread  did  go. 
The  mother  watched  the  baking. 

And  turned  the  loaves,  each  one 
Until  at  last,  rejoicing. 

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With  the  skimmer  bright ; 
Take  the  rich  and  yellow  cream, 

Leave  the  milk  so  white. 

Churn,  churn,  churn, 
Now  *tis  churning  day ; 

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All    the    milk    must    be 
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Won't  you  buy  a  pound? 

Taste,    oh !    taste, 

This  is  very  nice; 
Spread  it  on  the  children's  bread, 

Give  them  each  a  slice. 


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He'll    empty    his    pack, 
Then    up    he   will    come 

And,    calling   his    reindeer, 
Will    haste    away    home. 


Then  clap,  clap  the  hands! 

And    sing    out    with    glee, 
For    Christmas   is    coming 

And    merry   are    we! 


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SANTA  GLAUS. 


Emilob  PouLesoir. 


Corn:elia  C.  Roksks. 


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